Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“That’s what you needed,” I said, licking at the pulse in her neck before moving back to her tits. “Your pussy is dripping. It wanted some attention.”
“Amory,” she moaned.
Hearing another name on her lips like this was not good for my sanity. Even if the name she was saying was who she thought I was.
I moved my hand further down until two of my fingers pushed inside her tight cunt.
“AH!” Her head fell back as she began to fuck my fingers. “Yes, yes,” she panted.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over my fingers. Give me a taste.”
She looked at me, and then her mouth opened, and her body jerked as she pulsed around my fingers, coating my hand with her release. I wasn’t sure I’d ever simply watched a woman get off. I was normally too busy getting my own nut to pay attention. But, damn, that was beautiful. Her face was flushed, lips swollen, and her lashes fluttered as she closed her eyes.
I eased my hand out, careful to keep her juices on my fingers. She stared at me, looking stunningly sated. I ran my tongue up one finger, then sucked it into my mouth. Her taste reminded me of melted sugar, drizzled over a ripe peach. I wanted that covering my face.
The flare in her eyes made me want to smile. She liked seeing me do this. I made sure to clean the other finger just as thoroughly. She watched with fascination.
“I’ll spread your legs and get you off with my mouth next,” I said when I finished.
She blinked then, as if broken from a trance, and then a smile played at the corners of her lips. “I can’t believe I did that.”
“What?” I asked, confused.
She ducked her head. “Had an orgasm like that.”
I put a finger under her chin and lifted her eyes back up to me. “Why wouldn’t you?”
She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth for a minute, then scrunched her nose. “I normally have to do that.”
I still wasn’t following her.
“I don’t understand what you’re telling me.”
Her shoulders rose and fell with a heavy sigh.
“Orgasms aren’t easy for me. I have them, but I have to be the one that does it.”
“You’ve not gotten off during sex then?”
How the hell had a man not gotten her off while fucking her?
“No, I have. I just do it. You know, I rub my clit to do it,” she explained, then pressed her lips together, looking embarrassed she’d said that.
Oh, hell no. I played with one of her nipples while holding her gaze. “You won’t touch yourself when I’m inside you, and you’ll orgasm more than once.”
A small laugh left her lips. “I would tell you not to be disappointed if I don’t, but I think I believe you.”
“You spread those legs for me right now, and I’ll show you,” I told her.
She was considering it. I could see it in her expressive eyes.
“As tempting as that might be, I still don’t think I’m ready,” she said, sounding as if the decision pained her as much as it did my throbbing cock.
She started to get up, and I grabbed her waist.
“That doesn’t mean you have to get off me.”
Her eyes dropped to my lap, then slowly made their way back up to me. “You gave me an amazing orgasm. I was just going to return the favor.”
I was going to break through the zipper on these jeans.
“No favor to return,” I told her, although I wanted her hands or mouth on my cock more than I wanted to breathe. “The taste of your pussy was all I needed.”
She blushed some more and started to get off me again. I let her this time. When she was standing up, she moved between my legs, and I widened them, watching. This was her show now, and I’d take whatever she was willing to give me.
When she bent down to unsnap and unzip my jeans, I held my breath. The sight of her slender fingers working to get me out of my pants was one of those things I would burn into my brain to jack off to over and over again. I lifted my hips for her, and she tugged down the jeans, along with my boxer briefs, until they were on the floor, pooled around my boots.
Her eyes, as she took in my hard length, made the predator that had suddenly taken up residence in my body snap to attention.
She ran a fingertip down the side of it. “That’s, uh … wow. Um, I didn’t realize sizes differed so much.”
I chuckled. “What do you mean?”
Her eyes lifted to mine. “This is the biggest one I’ve seen. It’s much bigger.”
“Not a good time to mention the other dicks you’ve seen, baby,” I warned her. The thing pacing inside me, pressing too close to the border, didn’t like thinking about it any more than I did.